Music for my words

Music to my wordsA brand new poverty& I am begging for almsWandering in the general directionOf the windIncomplete thoughtsRace through my head& tempt me ‘Give up’ they whisperUtterly useless wordsNo reach, no purposeNo music to my wordsFor the recallFor stirring of the soulI see the empty sheet fill& it makes no dentIn the lack of my tranquilNo music to my wordsA brand new thoughtA brand new need& I’m poor againBegging for almsWon’t you giveSome music to my words?